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that’s cool benson – i can’t imagine what it was like out there back in the day. when i was a youngster and we were living in massapequa we used to go for drives on the north shore (Huntington, Northport etc) and it seemed like god’s country to me (my parents are still kicking themselves for not buying a huge house in northport for 80k in the mid 90s)
OMG I remember those Commack Motor Inn commercials! LOL – it totally became a hot sheet hotel, but when my parents moved out there it was a legitimate business and there were no fast food restaurants, just the Hollywood Diner, with its illuminated mural of a duck in hockey gear on an ice rink (in honor of the Long Island Ducks, who played at the Commack Arena, where I also learned (not) to ice skate. Were we mad when they invented the NY Islanders!), where you could get hamburgers on white bread.
And I think the horrendousness of the architecture (and lack of respect for the past – I saw many farmhouses demolished for faceless suburban developments) out there is what has inspired me to fight so strongly to preserve what we have here in Brooklyn.
Etson, I was about as far away from being a “cool kid” in high school as you could get.
I was the only black girl, too tall, too plus sized, too nerdy, too scholarly and smart, unathletic, a goodie two shoes, and my Mom was a teacher in the same school. Social death.
Babs – b/c it’s innate if you live in Long Island you know how to speak Iroquois
but agreed most people have a VERY hard time pronouncing towns in Jersey and Long Island!
We had to take the Southern State out there – the LIE hadn’t extended out that far yet.
Several years ago I was in the area and went to find my uncle’s bungalow. As you said, the area is all built up. Amazingly, my uncle’s bungalow still survives. I say amazingly because it sat on a big plot of land, and I thought it would have been subdivided by now. In those days the area was so undeveloped that you could still make a campfire at night.
The bungalow was something like 20 x 20, but somehow we used to manage to sleep 15 or so people in it.
that’s cool benson – i can’t imagine what it was like out there back in the day. when i was a youngster and we were living in massapequa we used to go for drives on the north shore (Huntington, Northport etc) and it seemed like god’s country to me (my parents are still kicking themselves for not buying a huge house in northport for 80k in the mid 90s)
hahahaha babs that was funny
I wasn’t a cool kid in high school either, MM.
You and I saved our coolness for later in life 🙂
“im sorry but i dont wear my homosexuality on my sleeve.”
No, it’s on your Hello Kitty backpack.
That was too easy – sorry!
OMG I remember those Commack Motor Inn commercials! LOL – it totally became a hot sheet hotel, but when my parents moved out there it was a legitimate business and there were no fast food restaurants, just the Hollywood Diner, with its illuminated mural of a duck in hockey gear on an ice rink (in honor of the Long Island Ducks, who played at the Commack Arena, where I also learned (not) to ice skate. Were we mad when they invented the NY Islanders!), where you could get hamburgers on white bread.
And I think the horrendousness of the architecture (and lack of respect for the past – I saw many farmhouses demolished for faceless suburban developments) out there is what has inspired me to fight so strongly to preserve what we have here in Brooklyn.
Thanks for the memories CGar!
Etson, I was about as far away from being a “cool kid” in high school as you could get.
I was the only black girl, too tall, too plus sized, too nerdy, too scholarly and smart, unathletic, a goodie two shoes, and my Mom was a teacher in the same school. Social death.
Babs – b/c it’s innate if you live in Long Island you know how to speak Iroquois
but agreed most people have a VERY hard time pronouncing towns in Jersey and Long Island!
NJ can’t beat England for really whack-o place names.
DH;
We had to take the Southern State out there – the LIE hadn’t extended out that far yet.
Several years ago I was in the area and went to find my uncle’s bungalow. As you said, the area is all built up. Amazingly, my uncle’s bungalow still survives. I say amazingly because it sat on a big plot of land, and I thought it would have been subdivided by now. In those days the area was so undeveloped that you could still make a campfire at night.
The bungalow was something like 20 x 20, but somehow we used to manage to sleep 15 or so people in it.